Was I were an ostrich
It’s only sand I’d see
I’d neither know the beauty
Nor the stinging of a bee

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Was I were an Ostrich
My head deep in the ground
I’d neither feel the lovings
Nor the hurtings that abound

Was I were an ostrich
And hid with all my might
I’d neither see the bright of day
Nor stars all through the night
 
Was I were an ostrich
Pretending to be free
I’d not see bars and wires
Where my mind imprisons me